Deep Thoughts

Sundays are nice because you get to relax and just chill. I like hanging out at the fat farm and doing nothing. Except yesterday was a deep thinker and that's heavy and not as cheerful. I can't stop thinking about Tami and how she's doing. It's weird fatso. She definitely is one of us and her health issues just seem so surreal. I guess she is going to start cancer treatments in about a week. She is a tough one and I think she will do fine, but I worry about her and her family. This will surely test them.


Monday we went on a tempo-ish run instead of our usual interval workouts. We were a little sore from our Saturday run; and a lot sore from our M90x jumping lunges. So we ran just over six miles at about a 7:40 pace. It was a nice downhill route and definitely a break from the intensity of the intervals.


We did a one-way run, so after we were done I had to take Fatso to get the Delta. We had a good conversation about Tami and life and hope. All this deep thinking is affecting all our fun juvenile humor. I learned something important though. See, its easy to let your thoughts wander and dwell on negative things. I'm not talking bad or creepy thoughts, just fears and worries. You know - the opposite of faith and hope. Pretty soon your'e caught up in these negative thoughts and you begin to become overwhelmed with anxiety. You become edgy and irritable. Then you have to do some serious digging to get yourself out of the funk your mind created. Fatso told me the Big Cheese counseled him considerably in this area. He told Fatso its a sin to let yourself get carried away in these kinds of thoughts. I think he's right. God has great plans in store for us. He knows we can accomplish big things - much bigger than we understand. So when we allow negative thoughts to overwhelm us and determine how we feel, we thwart God's plan for us and forget our blessings. I'm determined to better 'cuz I think God's plan for us is much better than any of us could dream of engineering.
When your'e learning stuff like this from your friends, you realize they're not friends - they're Fatsos.